Necessity
Strong is that angel called Necessity
That strides behind us, and her thong doth cast
Without a taint of pity, first or last.
How should she pity? Sure her great, wide eye
Must mirror, not alone man's present strife,
But all the picture of his future life.
Should she not tearless drive? And yet, to see! —
To know no grim despair is on our track!
To know we should see beauty, looking back!
It may not be. Veiled in dark majesty,
She drives her sheep. God wills it. On we move,
Dogged by this awful shadow of His love.
That strides behind us, and her thong doth cast
Without a taint of pity, first or last.
How should she pity? Sure her great, wide eye
Must mirror, not alone man's present strife,
But all the picture of his future life.
Should she not tearless drive? And yet, to see! —
To know no grim despair is on our track!
To know we should see beauty, looking back!
It may not be. Veiled in dark majesty,
She drives her sheep. God wills it. On we move,
Dogged by this awful shadow of His love.
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